The voices in my head
November 11, 2001
It started two days ago. After that planet-fall mission, the team collected several of those egg samples and packed them in Storage Bay 4. I was responsible for sealing the freeze containers that would hold those eggs until we get back to earth to let the, pardon the pun, eggheads in the UNN labs take a look at them. Zabarski, the science officer 3rd grade was the first to get infected. He must have poked the wrong egg because the next thing I heard was that idiot running around screaming that ‘it’ got him. We all ran to him to see what was going on. Oh boy what a site. The egg was opened up and there was a trail of some sludgy stuff running from the egg to Zabarski. When the med team finally sedated him, they found a rather nasty wound on his forearm. Something had gotten in
I’m no senior officer, but even us juniors know that in this kind of situation, you quarantine the whole damn storage bay and place everyone who touched those eggs in stasis. Strangely, no orders came down. In fact, a ship-wide was sent out saying a small explosion caused the injury to Zabarski. What the hell was going on here
The next day, my team was sent down to the Storage Bay to clean things up - Zabarski toppled over many boxes and other crap. About half an hour during our job, I noticed one of the freeze containers was open. This was not good. Another one of those ‘things’ might be out. I crept over to shut it. Oh shit. The egg was still there, but it was open, whatever was inside did get out. I yelled to Marcus to shut the bay doors and send an emergency alert to the bridge. He stumbled to the control panel but just as he was about to push the comm, something flew onto his chest, knocking him down. Shit! The next thing I knew, the whole team was being attacked by something, or rather, many somethings. My damn legs were frozen in spot as I saw everyone go down. That was when the thing got me. It struck me from behind
I remember feeling a very sharp poke in the base of my neck. It felt like a very fast jab of a pen. I toppled over and squelched in pain. Whatever struck me was now burrowing into my neck. Fuck. I awoke some time later in sick bay. They put me in one of those medical box bed things that resemble a coffin with glass coverings. I tried to feel my wound but my hands were tied down.
